Digital porn vs. Analog erotica

Info/Order LinksKathleenK.xxx provides a pipeline to sexotic collectible books tailored for the nightstand.  We asked what value should be placed on the written word when audio-visual digitization dominates online; she had this to say about that:

I’ve earned my work-a-day money manipulating technology since before Al Gore invented the Internet.  I was setting up site-to-site email over dial-up modems before most people were @ anywhere.  I’ve got no grudge against the e-reader.  That presentation-translation really doesn’t have anything to do with the “books” that I make as an indie publisher.  The book masters are keyboarded, screen-viewed, laser printed from portable document format… ever so automated.  The spirit of the book comes out in print, in composing the cover and finalizing the interior for physical reproduction.  That is the WORK that I want to present to you, one complete embodiment of a certain voice telling a particular story.  Info/Order Links

Web porn is immediate, it bombards you.  Erotica is immersive, it encompasses you.  I construct an imaginary sexual landscape then people it with a variety of characters interacting with a narrator:  a call girl, a voyeur, a pot-smoking grocer.  Stoner waxes poetic about the glory of sexuberance while the fucking pro takes on a brisk but explicit viewpoint.  In book form, you as the reader can luxuriate in the freedom to IMAGINE who is doing what.  Existing in your head, these characters are a unique concoction of my words and your ideas.  Nobody “sees” what you see; they don’t hear it like you hear it.  Books are intensely personal (still sharable), and it is my intention to evoke thoughts of desire, denial, and demand.  Savoring sensuous language is not universal so I am careful to warn of the adult content.  Rowdier readers welcome; others should pass on by.

My kind of reader has bookshelves, and books on those shelves; a book on their nightstand is not staging.  My sexotic books are free-wheeling, relying on deft word arrangement to rattle your thoughts, hinging and unhinging you.  There’s commotion in tart psycho-sexual commentary, slipping in significant phrases as you rush then linger down the channels of language.  I’m providing a narrative slipstream for you.  It’s easy-breezy, no undertow.

In answer to the related question of female writers in today’s sex literature, I’d say we are where we’ve always been – at the heart of twining the genders.  It is just as true that women are the energy-source that embodies online porn (men merely pay for it); at the most basic level females strut and spread and hump in collusion with the makers-distributors to address an overt expression of simplistic human desire.  (Not that there’s anything wrong with that.)  It’s easy to separate bleak porn and erotic intent.  Within the writing arts is the familiar teeter-totter of power and passion we see in music and movies.  Is it really all about the badonkadonk?  Or is it the beauty of Faith Hill telling us to Breathe?  We’re all explicitly reflecting and refracting the energy of others so we see into each other.  (I support the linking power of the Internet; the shortcuts above are in honor of the artists’ work).  I spend my time making books aiming at the same sass and beauty.  KathleenKBooks.com is a gateway to writing for literate grown-folk.

There is another part of the amorous-arts spectrum which is the reading of your first banned book.  So many ways to begin: the revolutionary eroticism of Anaïs Nin, the unnerving thrill of 9½ Weeks, the good cheer of The Happy Hooker.  Most of us have stumbled across a hidden box of Aunt Betty’s bodice-rippers or Grandpa’s hysterically-serious marital sex manuals at some pubescent moment.  Somehow or another we were introduced to restricted words dancing in our hands making our eyes narrow.  Some drop it like it was hot; others took it as heartening evidence there was a secret language that existed outside their own thundering imagination.

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